Sundays were for being lazy. Laying about. Reading. Watching TV. Anything besides working. It was Dom's favorite day of the week.

Dom rummaged through his t-shirt drawer in the dark, finally pulling out one that seemed most comfortable. He padded down the hallway to the kitchen and set up the coffee pot. As the machine began its work, Dom caught the new sounds coming from down the hall. Absently turning the coffee bag round in his hands, he listened to the sounds as they brought back the memory of the night before.

It had been...amazing. Great. Mind-blowing. It had been typical night of hanging out. Dom had ordered the Man U game on pay-per-view. Last night wasn't the first time that Billy had come over and stayed the night. But over the last few months, it had become almost necessary. Dom needed the man's company, his friendship. Dom's life was lonely, sure. Loneliness was a constant companion of his, something he'd grown used to over the years. But he was, frankly, damn sick and tired of it.

Dom had become more aware of things. One night a few months back, over burgers and beers, Dom had noticed a scent. It was male..and musky. Billy had leaned over him on the couch to grab the remote and Dom had caught a smell of scented soap, and what was that? Cologne? Dom had simply catalogued the smell and moved on. As the weeks passed, he found himself coming into contact with that smell more and more. Then a week ago...only a week ago, Dom and Billy had been kicking a ball around the back lot. It was then that Dom had noticed Billy's strong, lean legs. Dom's eyes had followed up to where Billy had the hem of his shirt raised up, wiping his face.

Then, that night, the guys had been watching a basketball game at a bar. Billy shoved Dom, over excited at a great play. Dom lost his balance, and Billy hurriedly reached out, and caught Dom by the front of his waistband. His hands were there for only an instant. Billy had righted Dom up, and his fingers hadn't lingered, but Dom couldn't forget the touch. His shirt had come loose so when Billy grabbed, the backs of four fingers had touched the skin under the navel. Drunk, Dom had laughed and thought nothing of it, but he'd felt a stirring in his pants anyway. Then later on, as he'd gotten into bed, that touch stayed there, like a ghost. He had wanted Billy in his bed with him that night, and the feeling didn't go away.

Dom heard the shower start up and grinned briefly.

Things had finally reached their peak last night. They had been watching the football game, drinking, and although there were chairs all around the room, Billy had chosen to sit right next to Dom. The slightest move, and Dom could feel Billy brushing up against him, sending shivers up his spine. Dom had felt the all too familiar stirring in his pants and bolted off the sofa into the kitchen.

"Want some..ice cream or something??" Dom called.

"Ehhh, Sure. Why not." Billy called back.

Dom rummaged through the freezer and fixed two servings up. He gave his groin time to calm down, and went back to finish watching the game. Dom ate the cool ice cream for a few moments with no problems. He looked over at Billy, transfixed on the TV, and grinned when he saw a drop of ice cream beside his lip.

"Bill?"

Billy looked over to Dom motioning to wipe his lip. He wiped, but the drop was still there.

"No, it's over here." Dom pointed to his own face, and watched as Billy missed the spot again.

"Forget it, I'll get it." Dom reached over and wiped the ice cream away, slowly. His thumb sliding over Billy's lip. Billy's eyes met his, and Dom's hand froze in place. Billy reached up and grabbed Dom's hand, squeezing it gently. He closed his eyes and licked his lips. "If you don't fucking kiss me--"

Dom's heart jumped, he had been thinking the same thing, and couldn't hold back. He pulled his hand away and captured Billy's lips with his own. It was a soft kiss, filled with taste. Cold lips warming at the touch. Dom got up and pushed forward, plunging his tongue into Billy's mouth as his hand found Billy's neck, pulling him towards him. Dom knew that he only had a tiny amount of control left, until Billy moaned into his mouth. All control was gone then. Dom shoved Billy back into the sofa, straddling him, pushing his mouth harder onto him. Billy reached up into Dom's hair and pulled gently. He broke the kiss and looked into Dom's darkened eyes, filled with want and need.

Dom felt naked, with Billy staring at him like that.

"Do you want me?" Billy asked quietly.

"More than anything," Dom said huskily, pulling Billy up from the sofa. He stood up, then pulled Billy into his arms, kissing him hard. Billy moaned into his mouth as hands fumbled to reach skin. His hands. Dom's hands. Everywhere. When Billy rubbed his covered groin against Dom's, Dom broke their kiss, gasping.

"Fucking Christ, Billy! If we're not naked and fucking in five seconds, I'll come right here."

Billy growled in response and attacked Dom's throat, biting and kissing roughly. Dom felt Billy's hand fiddling with his belt buckle, undressing him. Dom continued to let Billy go at his neck, only stopping to pull off his shirt. Billy quickly undressed as well. Their naked bodies brushed against each other as they met for another kiss. Their cocks touched briefly, and they both gasped out loud. Breaking the kiss, Dom nuzzled down Billy's neck.

"I have a much better idea," he whispered.

He kept moving down, his hand pushing, kneading, caressing. When he reached Billy's navel, he looked up, finding Billy's eyes half-lidded with lust.

"Dom, don't tease."

"I've no intention of doing that," Dom replied as he ran his tongue over the warm skin. "I'm just planning on fucking you against the kitchen counter."

Billy sucked in a breath as fingers and tongue ran over his hip. "Ah, Christ, Dom," he whispered and closed his eyes. Dom's hands and tongue shut him up as they ran over the sensitive inner thighs, pulling them apart to spread his legs. Billy ran his hands through Dom's hair, shuddering at the touch of Dom's tongue as it swirled around the base of his cock. Billy's eyes opened quickly when he heard a bottle cap open. He knew then that Dom had been prepared for this to happen. Slick fingers rubbed over him, gently moving in circles over his balls just as Dom's tongue made a long swipe up the length of his cock.

"Fuck yes," Billy said softly. He gasped again as Dom blew cool air on the hot wetness dripping out of his cock. Dom grinned at Billy's dick twitched, along with his legs.

"Dom, goddamn it."

Dom stopped teasing and took all of Billy into his mouth. Slick fingers probed at Billy's ass before pushing inside. Back and forth, his mouth mirrored his fingers, driving Billy towards release. Just when Billy was sure he was going to come, Dom pulled away.

"Turn around" Dom breathed into Billy's ear.

Billy turned away from Dom, facing the counter, grabbing the edge of the sink. His heart was pounding in anticipation. Oiling his cock liberally, Dom placed his hands over the side of Billy's thighs, then pushed his positioned cock through his entrance. Billy was tight, but as Dom caressed and rubbed his hands over his body, Billy opened to him. Sliding further in, Dom wrapped his arms around his new lover and held him close. Dom rocked his hips gently, and Billy groaned, pushing back into him. He dropped his head back to Dom's shoulder.

"You feel so good," Dom whispered as his fingers tweaked Billy's nipples and ran over the fine hairs of his chest. "So damn good."

Billy moaned in response as he widened the spread of his knees, opening himself further but his body needed more. Dom obliged. Their hips moving apart slightly as Dom began to thrust. Billy gasped at the pleasure as his spot was caressed more firmly.

"More," he demanded, aching with need. "I want you to really fuck me."

The words nearly undid Dom. "I am fucking you, you didn't think that was all, did you?" Dom stroked Billy's cock firmly as he pulled out of his body and thrust back inside. Billy growled and thrust backward again.

Dom got the message as his body shuddered. "Oh fuck," he murmured, then went for it, increasing speed and length of stroke while Billy's hand was jerking himself quickly. Soon, flesh slapped against flesh and Billy cried out harshly as he came long and hard. Dom couldn't hold back any longer, not after the tightened heat that surrounded his cock. He bit into Billy shoulder as he quickened his pace, then came explosively. When Dom could breath again, he realized his mouth was still latched onto Billy, he kissed the red mark gently, feeling guilty. There was a moment of silence, where they both quietly cleaned themselves up. No eye contact. Dom cleared his throat awkwardly.

Billy looked over at him, naked, and smiled. "What do you say, we go to bed?"

Dom grinned in return. When they slipped into bed that night and made love, everything felt even better. Normal. Right.



Dom had woken up to Billy sleeping peacefully by his side. He had woken up tired still, and sore. But happy. Quietly dressing in the darkness of the room. He needed coffee.



Dom was sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper when Billy came in, wet haired, wearing only a towel. Dom's appetite roared in his groin.

"You look good enough to eat." Dom growled to his lover.

Billy's sleepy eyes smiled. "You have enough coffee for two?"

"Yeah, got you a cup already ready." Dom couldn't take his eyes off Billy, watching him move around the room.

Billy took a sip out of his mug and eyes twinkling. "So, what do you want to do today?"

"Well, its Sunday. So. You know. Lazy day. Lay around. Watch TV. Fuck."

"Sounds like a perfect day to me."